Chapter 1365 Cruel Assessment

Since stepping into the path of practice, Ye Tian found himself surprisingly adaptable to this world.

Whether it is fighting or practicing, he is very handy, and even has a strange sense of familiarity.

Some practice, he has a feeling of deja vu.

It's just that when he was really thinking, Ye Tian couldn't grasp the inspiration. Some thoughts seemed to sink into the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness and be firmly sealed.

Therefore, Ye Tian quickly gained a firm foothold in the practice world.

Originally, he thought that the fierce formation was not worthy of its name, it was fierce enough, but it didn't seem to make any qualitative changes in him, so he didn't feel any ecstasy after he walked out of the fierce formation.

But now, feeling the state of still water all the time, he felt that everything was worth it.

He feels that the current state is surprisingly good. There has never been such a moment, he is fearless, his blood is surging, and he is full of ambition.

The point is that now he is confident that he can become a registered disciple at the end of the month's assessment, which is what he wants most.

On the way back, Ye Tian felt relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and he no longer had the difficulty of walking when he came back.

After returning to Shenque Peak, Ye Tian came to Xin Chao's residence and told him that the bandits had been eradicated.

Seeing that his demeanor was as calm as water and his body was spotless, the other party couldn't help but smiled and said, "Brother Ye is not easy! Few of the fifty outer disciples can complete the task so cleanly."

After a few days of analysis, Ye Tian has already realized that his advantage is actually great, but he doesn't like to fight, and he just frowned at Xin Chao's praise and didn't look happy.

Seeing that he was sullen, Xin Chao looked a bit serious, and said to him, "Do you want to ask why you didn't uproot all the bandits?"

Hearing this, Ye Tian's body shook, apparently he didn't expect that his mind would be seen through by this laughing Xin Chao, he nodded and said: "Please enlighten me, sir!"

Xin Chao smiled and said: "Brother Ye, I was similar to you when I was young, and I also wanted to get rid of violence after learning the skills. But now I know that as long as there are people, there are bad people, and bad people can't be killed cleanly, and we These practitioners have more important enemies to deal with."

After listening to the other party's answer, Ye Tian seemed to understand a little bit, but he still couldn't agree with the practice of Burning Fire Temple.

Then, the two chatted for a while, and Ye Tian seemed to say inadvertently: "It is said that the saint we see is beautiful and beautiful. I wonder if Mr. Xin has seen it before?"

Xin Chao was taken aback when he heard what he said, and then replied in confusion: "Saint? We are not a cult in northern Xinjiang. What kind of saint is there? Where did you hear about it?"

Although he had already expected the answer, Ye Tian was still disappointed. He had been in Burning Fire Temple for more than 20 days, and he was really worried about Chen Die's safety.

While perfunctory Xin Chao casually, he said goodbye and left.

After returning to his residence, he pondered silently.

To be honest, he still has some respect for Xin Chao, the well-informed and unassuming head of the outer sect, otherwise he would not call him "Mr."

It's just a pity that they were destined to be different, so Ye Tian couldn't have a heart-to-heart relationship with him, so he had to pretend to socialize. It was a bit unfair to do so, but he couldn't do anything just to save Chen Die.

The day after tomorrow is the day of the assessment, and now he has seen blood and killed people, and the blood book in his mind is also full of energy, which makes him more confident in becoming a registered disciple.

In a blink of an eye, the day of the assessment has arrived.

More than fifty people followed the old man in charge named Du Baixian to climb up to the top of the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, but the old man is walking on flat ground, without any effort.

Ye Tian slowly climbed up in the middle of the team, while observing the situation of other people.

It is very difficult for practitioners to be killed when their strength reaches a certain level.

Experienced practitioners know how to kill a difficult opponent, that is to wait for the opponent to make a mistake, unless you are overwhelmed by strength, otherwise this is the only way you can kill the opponent is to seize the opponent's flaws and kill them with one blow .

This is very different from the fighting of warriors in the world. Those warriors can overwhelm people with force and work harder than you and him, but practitioners have long energy and blood, and they will hardly be tired or distracted. Even if you perform perfectly, it is difficult for you Kill the enemy.

Therefore, from this point of view, Ye Tian is still at a disadvantage. He has no experience in fighting practitioners, and he doesn't know how to protect himself, nor how to grasp the opponent's fleeting fatal weakness.

However, in fact, he was not very worried, but seeing the contemptuous and indifferent eyes cast by those people made him feel more at ease.

The function of the mask is not just to change his appearance, but even his breath. In the eyes of those people, he is just an impulsive and irritable boy.

However, Ye Tian has been patiently observing them, speculating on each person's temperament, imagining their possible weaknesses, these are all incidental to the Art of Entraining Qi of All Things, I have to say that he learned very quickly, of course super perception helps A big favor.

He is more aware of his own position, which is his first advantage, and the second advantage is that he has already touched some of the ways of attracting spirits from all things, so not only does he have the upper hand in terms of the amount of spiritual power, but also in the use of it. The best of all.

Ye Tian felt that as long as he could give full play to his advantages, it shouldn't be difficult to get a quota of registered disciples.

After thinking about it, the group of them had arrived at a small square at the top of the peak.

Du Baixian told them to wait patiently, and someone will be in charge of their assessment later.

It's just that Ye Tian always felt that he was gloating in his eyes when he looked at them, as if the person who came was some kind of evil spirit.

Ye Tian was full of confidence, he didn't think too much, but carefully observed the square where they were.

The entire square occupies a large area and looks full of momentum. There are several high platforms in the center of the square, which seem to be their competition venues.

Although the square is on the top of a high mountain, but I don't know what the people from the Burning Fire Temple have done here. Ye Tian didn't feel stuffy at all, nor did he feel a breeze or cold, which made him feel bad for those immortals. Shentong yearns even more.

Ye Tian thinks that such a miraculous power is in the hands of evil people. It's a pity. If it is used for good, it will definitely benefit all people. Isn't that why he studies?

After waiting in the square for a while, a middle-aged man with a stern face came over.

Du Baixian smiled at them and said, "This is Master Li of Fenghuo Hall, who is in charge of this assessment. Follow him. I wish you success here.

First, he glared at Du Baixian, who was still with the old god, and then said to them coldly, "You all come with me!"

None of the fifty people, including Ye Tian, ​​spoke, and silently followed the one-armed man towards the center of the square.

"I don't care how you did it, and I don't care what you can do, as long as you are the only one standing, then no matter who you were or what you did before, you will get our burning fire view shelter."

When they arrived in front of those high platforms, the one-armed Master Li immediately stated the rules, which were very simple and barbaric, and it could be said that there were no rules at all.

The one-armed man casually asked them to fight two by two, and soon it was Ye Tian's turn to feel uneasy.

Standing on the high platform, Ye Tian looked at the white clouds in the sky and waited for his opponent to come on stage. For a moment, he felt that the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if those shouts and fighting sounds came from in another world.

Finally, Ye Tian's opponent took the stage, a lean man with a face full of surprise.

The other party seemed very happy to be able to use him as an opponent, as if he had won.

Ye Tian didn't know if he was really strong or if he was really weak, but he just kept using super perception to detect him, study him, and see through him.

Then, the one-armed man let out a soft drink, and the battle began.

Almost at the first breath, the lean man jumped at Ye Tian, ​​like a leopard, attacking his soft neck with both hands.

Looking at the cruel and excited opponent, Ye Tian sighed in his heart: "I'm sorry, I don't want to die."

Then, Ye Tian swung his long sword violently, the speed completely caught the opponent by surprise.

His reaction couldn't be said to be unpleasant, he turned sideways to avoid Ye Tian's long sword, and when he wanted to continue to attack, his face showed a mixed expression of surprise, regret, and Ye Tian didn't know how to describe it.

Ye Tian didn't even have time to wipe the blood off the long sword, and the second match began.

Looking at the strong man on the other side of the ring who was eager to try, Ye Tian sighed.

What should be faced is still to be faced. At this point, Ye Tian has no way to turn back. Neither the murderous big man nor the Huoguan, who is like a giant, has any plans to turn back for him.

At this point, Ye Tian can only do what he should do.

When the strong man howled and rushed towards him, Ye Tian's right hand holding the sharp sword was even stronger.

Compared to that beast-like burly man, Ye Tian looked more relaxed. The opponent tried his best, but he just stood there. It wasn't that he looked down on him.

Rather, Ye Tian didn't want to make a move first, and the opponent had suffered a lot in the formation, and he had super perception, so he planned to stop with static.

It's just that he soon paid the price for his soft heart. When the strong man screamed strangely and raised his fist to hit him, Ye Tian's eyebrows suddenly tingled.

Although it seemed that he could finish off the opponent with a light swing of the sword, Ye Tian still believed in his feeling, instantly blessed his legs with spiritual power and jumped away quickly.

The moment he left the spot, there was only a "squeak", a layer of black liquid sprayed out from the strong man's sleeve, and then layers of white mist rose from the entire ground.

Ye Tian looked at the corroded and deformed ground with a pale face, and cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn it! Careless!"

He raised his head and looked at the big man who seemed to have no intentions, and understood where he was wrong. He softened his heart during the life-and-death struggle and allowed the opponent to take the initiative. As a result, he almost capsized the gutter, but underestimated the enemy, his disguise Sure enough, he can confuse people, but why are others talking to him wearing a mask.

It is true that super perception can tell the depth of a person's strength, but it can never see through those conspiracies and tricks. Ye Tian immediately decided not to rely too much on this super perception in the future.

While he was thinking, the strong man obviously hadn't recovered from the shock of being dodged by the opponent, and he was still staring at Ye Tian blankly.

When Ye Tian raised his head and looked at him with bright eyes, the other party came to his senses, grinned and said, "I was wrong. I thought you were just a dumbass who can only play tricks. But next time— —”

Before he finished speaking, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, Ye Tian's palm had quickly cut to his neck, and the right hand infused with spiritual power had an irresistible force.

This bear-like hunk fell to the ground immediately, but his physique was obviously extraordinary, and he still struggled to get up.

Ye Tian could only give him another slap in the face, and the other party fainted silently, which meant that Ye Tian had successfully obtained the quota of registered disciples.

At the same time as the opponent fell, a cold voice came: "The winner, Ye Tian."

Then Ye Tian felt that the scene in front of him changed for a while, as if he had returned to the square again.

In fact, he has been in the square all the time, but his mind is so focused on fighting that he thought he was in another world.

The first opponent, the lean man, was much stronger than the second one, he had no possibility of holding back, but just used his superior spiritual power to forcibly change his tactics to finish him off.

Thinking about it now, he could actually keep his hand, but for some reason at that time his mood was particularly violent, and he killed the other party without thinking.

He doesn't mind killing people anymore, but what he is afraid of is that something will control him, and he doesn't want to be a puppet.

While Ye Tian was thinking silently, the one-armed man came over, looked at the motionless strong man on the ground, and said coldly to Ye Tian, ​​"Why didn't you kill him?"

Ye Tian raised his head casually to meet the cold gaze of the other party, and said calmly: "Because there is no need. You said that as long as I am the only one standing, I will win, and I don't have to kill people."

The one-armed man looked at Ye Tian with a strange look, and said in a cold voice: "Lucky boy, from now on you will be a member of the Fenghuotang B banner."

Hearing this, Ye Tian was overjoyed, threw away all the worries in his heart, and shouted in his heart: "Chen Hu, have you seen it? I have taken the first step, and I will rescue you soon sister, rest in peace."

After calming down, Ye Tian found that other people had also completed the competition, but none of these victors survived.

Of the fifty outer disciples, only these seven survived, how could Ye Tian not sigh.

The blood-stained five winners also looked at the almost spotless Ye Tian with strange eyes, as if they didn't understand why he didn't kill the opponent, or they were curious about how someone like Ye Tian passed the examination.

Perhaps in their view, if they want to practice cultivation, they must be ruthless and ruthless.

Ye Tian didn't care about their gazes, he was now immersed in the joy of the successful implementation of the plan, and these monks were destined to be different from him, maybe they would draw their swords against each other in the future.

However, what made Ye Tian feel unbelievable was that the five passers were the ones he thought he needed to pay attention to earlier, Li Qingchen, Chen Lihong, He Yixing, Xu Ruohuo, and Ren Qiang, all of whom stood intact. in front of him.

Ordinary people might think it was a coincidence, but Ye Tian was keenly aware of the hidden meaning behind it.

It seems that Master Li can also see who is the strongest among them. The competition is just a formality to prove his speculation. None of the more powerful ones were against each other.

Therefore, those who died just proved that these survivors were indeed victims worth cultivating.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian felt a burst of sadness for those innocent people who died like this, and was also angry that this Burning Fire Temple was really crooked and devoid of humanity at all.

Ye Tian clenched his fist again, suppressed the anger in his heart, and turned it into a driving force to move forward.

The six standing people and one unconscious person were silent in the bright afternoon sun, their indifferent faces were like rocks.

Seeing this, the head of the Li family curled his lips and said: "Don't think that you killed a few idiots. In my opinion, you are just big idiots, and there is no difference between you and those lying there. It's just luck. That's all."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, a crisp voice sounded from behind him: "They are not big idiots, they are very powerful."

This is a lazy voice, crisp and immature, indicating that the owner of the voice is definitely not very old.

But this seemingly harmless voice made Ye Tian's body tremble, and he hurriedly raised his head to look behind Master Li.

A boy who looked at most twelve or thirteen years old walked over slowly, with a cheerful expression on his face, he looked at Ye Tian and the others with lazy and playful eyes.

Although the young man's eyes were understated, as if he was the son of a neighbor, everyone who met his eyes felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help but lower their heads.

These monks who have just become unnamed disciples all have blood on their hands, and they all think that their hearts are extremely tough, but when they see this young man, they are like a mouse seeing a cat. , I didn't even understand the other party's clothing.

Ye Tian also bowed his head along with everyone. But his heart was still beating non-stop, and it was difficult for him to breathe for a while.

This kind of situation only appeared when he did not gain spiritual power. Since he has spiritual power, he seems to be omnipotent, without any fear or nervousness at all. Slight discomfort.

However, now Ye Tian really felt the unparalleled pressure, as if the fair-skinned and handsome young man in front of him was some kind of monster.

It was not without reason that he was so nervous. One was that this young man was indeed evil; the other was that he had heard the young man's voice before, and even knew his surname was Sha.